Chapter 146: Chapter 147 Story_1
The servants of Nangong Mansion rose and swept the snow from the front door. Lanterns were hung high by the young lad. Their fiery hue stood out dazzlingly against the pure white surroundings.
On the long, deserted street outside the front gate, Nangong Qin was lured by her first sight of that man.
The man in a white cloak was holding the Purple Bone Umbrella, with the moonlight reflected off the snow shining leisurely on it.
Behind him was a vibrantly blossoming red plum tree, its blood-like hue next to him created an image like an ink and wash painting.
Under the bright lantern light, his eyes were filled with lancholy.
“Miss, your hands are so beautiful. May I ask your na?”
In the moonlit snowy night, the young girl dressed in lively red had a clear, sweet smile. She lifted her small face, revealing an innocent, dazzling smile.
“Nangong Qin, my na is Nangong Qin.”
This was the first eting between the Demon Immortal and Divine Doctor. The audience was slightly taken aback by watching Qiao Xiaren in the video. It turned out that the early Demon Immortal could be so pure and beautiful, totally different from the later darkened Demon Immortal.
Those who clicked on the video out of curiosity grew fonder of Qiao Xiaren.
The screen gradually dimd and switched to another scene. The young girl rested her cheek in her hand, her luminous eyes gazing at the man, “Jun Lin, do you truly desire this world?”
Upon hearing the girl’s question, Jun Lin’s dical blending movents gradually slowed down. His eyes took on a heavier hue of lancholy and concern.
“This world is the responsibility I should bear. Apart from the world, I have nothing else to love.”
“So, what you love… are these common folk…” The young girl felt sowhat disappointed, then she laughed, “Whatever you love, I will love.”
Jun Lin was the one to ascend the throne, yet he was usurped by his eldest uncle’s son. Although the current Emperor did not make life hard for him, this world had turned into lawless butchery because of him, causing vast havoc and distress to people.
The young girl seed to understand but also seed not to, a thoughtful look appearing in her eyes: “Oh…”
The scene then changed. The young girl in her boudoir held a string of Acacia Red Bean bracelets, leaning on an exquisite openwork sandalwood couch. Wisps of blue smoke rose from the incense burner beside her, and the jade wall lamp flickered with tiny sparks.
“Red beans grow in southern lands, co spring, how many will sprout?”
“I wish to pluck more of them. This is… the token of love.”
There was longing and affection on the woman’s face, her words carrying tenderness. A breeze wafted through the window, leaving her bewildered yet shy.
The twenty-four red beans strung together into a bracelet were given to her by Jun Lin.
“Red beans symbolize longing…” The young girl laughed secretly. She looked charming and lively.
The scene darkened again, and when it lit up, another scene began.
“Nangong Qin, are you really going to give up immortality and our entire Nangong family for that man? You should know that his heart is filled only with this world, not you!”
“My heart is set.”
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